Good News!

We found out Friday that Joe is NOT a cystic fibrosis carrier! It was a huge relief for both of us, and made our weekend together that much better not having it hanging over our heads.

On the downside, my emotions seem to have gone into overdrive. I yell at Joe a lot more then I should, and I get very easily frustrated with everyone and everything. The cats are driving me nuts. Maestro has something wrong with his butt, and he's leaving poo stains on the couch. It's not safe for me to be around- so Joe is going to have to take him to the vet and see what they can do. I'm ready to just get rid of all of them. They destroy my house (they've already scratched up my brand new table!!!!), they stink, and they're mean. At least Teller is mean. Penn is just trouble, and Maestro is just evil. He doesn't bite like Teller does, he just glares at you- and he smacks me. Anyone want 3 cats?

My tummy is starting to expand, I'm still waiting to feel the baby move. I think I felt something, but it's just too hard to tell right now. I'm waiting anxiously for my next doctor's appt, we should definitely be able to hear the heartbeat at that appointment.

Oh- and I officially made it out of the first trimester!